in retrospect, i should have kissed ....
it's what i seem to write about :) hugs xx virgosign
~Consideration~
Observation in the days:) as they pass by in everyone's life:) An I'm sure you've all seen it. :) Cheers all. Or smiles at least:)
~A Dream I Dream't~
Hell, step out on the edge an take a chance in your dreams:) BUT keep a balanced belief.
~I look in the Mirror~
Part of learning to accept oneself. Part of that journey.
Time for Love
Hey, Time passes Quickly. Don't have regrets!!!
A PHOTO AND A PROFILE=A STATUE ?
the difference between truth and falls
Tour-guide of the dead...
The eyes of my four little girls, ranging in age from 2 to 8, were as big as saucers, “This is your great grandmother,” their great aunt and ‘tour-guide’ chanted, As she handed one of them my grandmother’s skull, “And this is your great grandfathe
I Am Here
I wrote this poem to highlight the way people perceive their own existence in relation to the timeline. How do we really define the past, present and future? Are ambitions the desire to live in the future and are memories as real in the present as the were in the past? It's up to you to give them meaning and find your own place. I hope you've enjoyed this poem, thanks Hemz
Feelings
Feelings are a poem waiting for a page emotions unexpressed like love hatred or rage feelings are a poem waiting to be wrote
Tomb Empty Room
He Is Risen U2 & B.B. King - When Love Comes To Town (Non R&H Version) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r3wgoaONzwo
strength
i feel so weak so i wrote this
What remains after...
What remains after from our civil wars, from all people we lost, from all this hate that was hiding behind doors. What remains after from all dead people lying in the street, some i knew before,some i met before, some didn't know,some didn't
ME
I wrote this poem about my self after my mom passed and ex husband left me and children have grown up.
Is hard..
Is hard to love sincere And to find true love But who finds it Can be considered The happieest person From the world. Is hard to find Sincerity,but when You find it,u must be Happy u found a precious Stone shinning in u soul. I
~Walk to the Edge an Look Down~
The challenge I love, too soar above me. Too take an accomplish what others leave behind. It's not fight for right or ego in sought. It's a means to find out what in life I can do. A no's not an answer that works faced in challenge. It's belief in on
"an angel in disguise"
for thoe who seek the right person
The Fix
The title 'The Fix' is a pun! Dedicated to all the children of the world – tomorrow's adults. With love :)
Aspirations
For decades I couldn't tell you what I wanted. I could make a list as long as Reppunzel hair, but I couldn't you what I wanted. After % decades of contemplating this puzzel I have come to a place of self-evaluation without being biased. This poem is about me and what I'm working on--self-emprovement is another way of saying evoled. Whatever term you want to use is your choice. This poem represents the choices I've made in my life and because of it I not only love myself but like how I've turned out. Don't get me wrong. I'm a far cry from being narsesistic. It's just an oservation coupled with life experience and the wisdom I've gathered up over 5 decades.
from Albert
A little something relative to life :) cheers all, wanted to share this as it's one of my favourite's:)
Don't look..
Don't look only after beauty, Your half in life Look at the kindness from His/her soul. Look in his/her eyes To see that light of love Of pure and romantic love. Look in his/her heart To see if he/she can be with you Forever at
We hope...
We hope to find love And we are in a hurry to find her But love finds us When is tme to find us. Love is not a flower Love is not a smile Love is the need To find a soul. A soul which can cure Other soul,bringing safe Kindne
Can't Have
If you can not have what you want Learn to want what you have
The mark we leave
It always has been something that hurts deep insideof me. I think of how easy it is to forget those people that once were such a huge part of our lives.Im brought to mind my own dear mother, my nana,how much i loved them,but rarley do they cross my mind.Maybe it's Gods way of helping us move on..
Moonlove..
I wrote this poem, meaning be hide my nickname
Six penny Pete
Everyone has a story, some have been told some have been never understood:)
"freed"
inner peace
I Weep In Silence
For everyone who has ever had one of them days!
Don't give up
Reach stretch your hand for someone when your blue never stay afraid never be alone there are people who would want to reach for you don't give in don't give up don't go under hold on or reach for a friend always someone will b
Down in a valley
Down in a valley is a river that's flowing free I hear it calling this river calling to me Join in my passage past the banks of the tall oak trees past towns and cities Run now and run free down to the ocean to a doorway to dest
Freedom of Speech
Freedom of speech is a wonderful thing and the more positive things we can do with it, the more wonderful it is.
blurry picks
a Canon of views
Moroccan Dreams
About a friend I stayed with in Morocco.......lol......xxx
I am..
I am a little star On the blue sky Who shines in the night. I am a little bird Who flys till the sky. I am white rose in A big garden of eden, I am a human being In this big world.
Rhetorical Questions
Do you really need a lover's touch? Doesn't life go on without it? Can you not enjoy things just as much When you're the only one about it? Do you really need to deeply care For someone that you want to know? Is being alone so much to bear T
Lost in Thought
In the corner of my mind you sit so quiet and carefree.... You're humming your favorite song in a broken melody.. Your angelic face without it's makeup, resting in the palm of your hand...you stare out of the window at nothing in particular, ju
You can't trust thought!
This poem is about the things people tell themselves, to keep from getting close to other people..........
Scene IX Act II
Oh favorite liar my favorite mistake the worst choice I'd love to make You're all I think about when the sun goes down and the moon comes around whispering stories of our past Tales that never last Bitter sweet delusional self abuse the outr
alchemy
metals to petals...
I Miss You
To be forgotten, is worse than death.......
The Camouflage of Simplicity
It's our repsonsibility to make the rest of our life the best of our life. And it's a responsibility that deserves much thought.
Is It Just Me?
Just wondering about some stuff......xxx
barrel staves
not so much in his style, but in admiration of Barrellofart.